Thursday, June 28, 2007

No further explanation needed

Have you ever met anyone that, by the sheer sight of their written name, you are filled with a kind of anger and resentment that fills your entire body within seconds, causing your face to flush and your fists to clench? Yeah, it's that bad. What can I do? I refuse to make anyone choose sides, that's lame. But I can't live with it. It is not jealousy, it's a plain distaste for being treated like I don't exist.